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Your name is JOHN EGBERT. You are 15 years old and you have a variety of INTERESTS, such as SHITTY MOVIES, PARANORMAL LORE, and PRANKS. You also are very close to your INTERNET FRIENDS, though despite your generally optimistic and cheerful personality, you have very few IRL.

A while ago, you and three friends played a GAME that almost ruined your life. You successfully beat it and saved your world from sure DESTRUCTION, becoming a GOD in the process.

You are the HEIR OF BREATH, and at one time, you could FLY. You're sure that you could do it again if you really tried, but the last attempt resulted in a broken leg.

Your chumhandle is windyTrickster.

fluffyjade:

ectobioloderp:

fluffyjade:

not really exciting!! D:
no one was there to celebrate it with me! i only cuddled with bec and then i think i fell asleep again!

oh no!

i’m sorry, you should have come over here.

…actually, no, it’s good you didn’t.

why??

dave, hummingbird, and i all got really drunk.

it was a generally horrible idea.

(Source: quietspectacle)

posted at 6:42 pm on Monday, Jan 02 with 6 notes
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quietspectacle reblogged this from ectobioloderp and added:

why did he do that??
ectobioloderp reblogged this from quietspectacle and added:

yeah, haha. and dave drugged the cake i made so we all ended up high.
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